I’ve always thought that while marriage is fabulous and can be the best thing to ever happen to a person, it only works so long as you’re married to the right person. If not, better to be single. Because no matter what, being single is pretty awesome. You can read as much as you want, work as much as you like, and go wherever, whenever, without tending to other responsibilities.
But this essay might as well have been written by Brad Wilcox and Maggie Gallagher: It’s the single most depressing view of singlehood I’ve ever seen. Yikes. Instead of making an intellectual argument for marriage, pro-marriage groups should just send copies of this thing to everyone in America.
Exit question: Back when the virtual world didn’t exist and everyone was fully engaged in the real world, being single was a blast. Has the internet made being single less fun?